Crossing the street becomes PC dilemma

By Jim Dargan

Published: Monday, September 9, 2013 at 07:08 PM.

To the editor:

On a trip to the beach recently, I exited a store and looked up to see two black men coming my way.

The president’s recent comments about white people crossing the street when they saw him coming because they were afraid somehow came to mind. I quickly wondered how people watching would judge me when I crossed the street to avoid these two men.

Liberals preach to us not to judge but are quick to judge others when actions seemingly fit a perception or problem they want to perpetuate. I knew some would label me racist. It might surprise them and many others to know I crossed simply to stay healthy and avoid a killer.

These two men were also carrying instruments of death — lit cigarettes! I walked away to avoid second-hand smoke, something touted as socially acceptable and politically correct. It now seems admirable to discriminate against smokers, but I simply don’t like walking through the smoke.

Actions are not always as they seem, or as racist as the president wants it sound. The president is a smoker; maybe those who avoided him were simply following the advice of the surgeon general.

Liberal political groups who want to transform the country see and perceive what they want to advance their agenda. They will judge me without talking to me and, in their closed minds, they make my action to simply avoid second-hand smoke fit their contention that I am somehow part of their perceived social problems.

On a trip to the beach recently, I exited a store and looked up to see two black men coming my way.

The president’s recent comments about white people crossing the street when they saw him coming because they were afraid somehow came to mind. I quickly wondered how people watching would judge me when I crossed the street to avoid these two men.

Liberals preach to us not to judge but are quick to judge others when actions seemingly fit a perception or problem they want to perpetuate. I knew some would label me racist. It might surprise them and many others to know I crossed simply to stay healthy and avoid a killer.

These two men were also carrying instruments of death — lit cigarettes! I walked away to avoid second-hand smoke, something touted as socially acceptable and politically correct. It now seems admirable to discriminate against smokers, but I simply don’t like walking through the smoke.

Actions are not always as they seem, or as racist as the president wants it sound. The president is a smoker; maybe those who avoided him were simply following the advice of the surgeon general.

Liberal political groups who want to transform the country see and perceive what they want to advance their agenda. They will judge me without talking to me and, in their closed minds, they make my action to simply avoid second-hand smoke fit their contention that I am somehow part of their perceived social problems.

A few blocks later, two young women, obviously dressed for the beach, were coming toward me. Alas they were also enjoying lighted cigarettes. For my health, I had to cross the street again. By doing so, did I become part of the war on women?